It just ain't no way you and me, we can beat
Stepping out to Angellucci's for my coffee beans
Don't be so proud you're just another angel in the crowd
I saw you walking out Shaftesbury avenue
Now, a gogo, dancing girl, yes I saw her
The D.J he says, "Here's Mandy for ya"
I get a pickup for my steel guitar
This is seventh Heaven street to me
I feel alright, saying now, do that stuff
Greasy, greasy, greasy hair, easy smile
Walking in the wild west end
In the back room it's man's world, all the money go down
Walking with your wild best friend
Walking, walking in the
Walking with your wild best friend
Excuse me talking I wanna marry you
She's dancing high I move on by, the close up's can get rough
Now my conductress on a number nineteen, she was a honey
Pink toenails and hands all, dirty with money
That made me feel nineteen for a while
And I went down, Chinatown
When you're walking in the wild west end
Publisher: STRAITJACKET SONGS LTD
Walking in the wild west end
The waitress she watches me crossing from the Barocco bar
Checking out the movies and the magazines
Songwriter: Mark Knopfler
Walking, walking, walking in the wild west end
And I'm walking in the wild west end
Duck inside the doorway, duck to eat
Walking, walking with your wild best friend